You sway side to side as the dalmation begins to move from the sparring mats, cum wages over you like waves at the beach. You continue to struggle in hopes that someone will save you from Danny's sac. It wasn't long before the swaying stopped and you heard voices from outside. Next thing you here is the sound of water. "Water, water. Oh no, Danny came into the showers. This is not good for me at all. SOMEONE HELP!!" you scream while you struggle again. With your adrenaline so high you didn't even notice that everything below your chest has gone numb. You quickly loose consciousness and sink beneath the cum, joining the other fallen competitors.
The dalmation rubs his hand over his now filled balls in satisfaction. Pre oozing out of the tip, along with your lime green speedo.
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